Snippet #1907496

At the mausoleum, a bunch of large doors opened and torches lit up as if someone was expecting them. On the walls were moving pictures, many with sound too. "That child is cursed. She isn't my good daughter anymore!" One picture said. Then another said: "I haven't ever seen anything comparable to the arcane power and archaic magic of the empress." "The people love the empress but they don't know how dark she really is, nor how many souls she had taken!" A remarkable moving picture said. It portrayed a man with a old style beard who was obviously an adviser and a young Prince Erich (the first). Then in the picture Prince Erich said: "Mother has only done these things for the safety and stability of our nation. You cannot build an empire with pacifism. Blood was a necessity!" Then there was another picture of a burning village. A woman was in the distance. Foreign soldiers were attacking her. With a simple wave of her hand, an invisible force lopped one soldiers head off. Then with another movement, a man was twisted up breaking his bones and eventually killing him. Then she grabbed the third soldier who started to age rapidly in her grip. The last part of the picture showed an evil grin coming from the woman. It was unknown if the pictures were based on real memories or were mere exaggerations to incite fear into the visitors of the mausoleum. But it was still a long way to the main room.


Meanwhile Xandir had finally woken up. “Is something wrong Amelia? Where are we going?” Xandir asked. Then Amelia grinned and said: "Just wait it is a surprise." She grabbed Xandirs hand and suddenly it was as if they had shifted to another place. It was dark where they had arrived but soon with a snap of Amelias fingers blue torches lit up. When the room became visible, there was a large room. A grave between two large statues that shared some resemblance with Amelia was on one side of the room. One statue had horns and held a large hammer in its hand. The other was more of a woman of grace with shining beauty and a look that anyone would sympathize with. A special furnished wooden table with many chairs stood in front of the grave. It was set with expensive dishes but no food. "Please Xandir, have a seat while we wait for the other guests to arrive." Amelia said. "Would you like something to drink for breakfast? Maybe milk, coffee or orange juice?"

(OOC: For SukaiKori and Magic: Pass through the picture room before coming to a second room. A challenge awaits. We dont want to rush through a good scene do we?)